Marriage into a man is not something worth praising. Outsiders envy Jian Hongyi for his success on the surface, but they don’t know how to talk about him behind his back.

He could still be regarded as unaware at the beginning, but over time, he felt that his self-esteem was humiliated.

Mrs. Jian was spoiled since childhood. Even if she was gentle, she would inevitably have a kind of noble lady. This made Jian Hongyi's psychological gap more and more obvious.

"It was Wen Yi who took advantage of this to make Jian Hongyi so that his self-esteem was greatly satisfied.

Later, Jian Hongyi felt very sympathetic to her experience and gradually developed feelings for her. After knowing that he was pregnant, he redeemed Wen Yi from the dance hall and bought a villa to keep it there."

Zhu Wenjing looked through the information in his hand and pulled a sarcastic curve into the corner of his mouth.

"Enjoy the glory and wealth brought to him by the Jian family, but as a result, he took the money from the Jian family to support other women, and he felt disgusted by both men!"

A little bit of indignation appeared on the bodyguard's face.

"Who said no! If Jian Hongyi had not won the favor of Miss Jian, how could he have the current status? As a result, he did not take good care of his wife and let the mistress enter the house, enjoying everything Mr. Jian had worked hard to defeat. It was such a scum! Bah!"

Zhu Yanjing closed the documents in his hand and threw them aside.

"Is there any statistics on all expense bills that Jian Hongyi has to protect Wen Yi?"

"It's all in the second file in your hands, what do you want these to do?"

Zhu Wenjing took the lowest file and glanced at it quickly, his eyes fixed on the last line of the amount, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

“I have my own use.”

"There is another thing. In the afternoon, a doctor went to Jian's house to bandage Wen Yi and Jian Yiyi. He was also a psychiatrist. Coincidentally, it was the mental condition he identified for Miss Jian back then."

Zhu Wenjing took out a cigarette and lit it, slowly lowered the car window, pulled the corner of his mouth, and a chill was condensed in his ink-colored eyes.

"It seems that you dare to fight against me if you have a handle."

Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the door of Jian’s villa. Zhu Wenjing got out and stood there at the door of the villa. Dozens of bodyguards quickly stood behind him.

"Go knock on the door."

The bodyguard strode forward, and Zhu Fengjing's casual voice continued to come.

"Remember, be gentle, don't break the door."

"Yes, Master."

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

The villa door was knocked so loudly, and the bodyguards would kick them from time to time. They knew that they were knocking on the door, but they didn't know that they thought that the bandits came to the city to rob.

"Who! Come here! Just knock on it, the door will be... "

The servant quickly walked to open the door. Before he could finish his words, he saw a group of men in black standing at the door and his face changed instantly.

"Who are you?"

“Get out of here!”

The bodyguard pushed the servant away and rushed over in an instant. Zhu Wenjing walked in slowly with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing this, the servant hurriedly chased after him, "You can't go in! I haven't reported to you yet!"

"What's the noise?"

Jian Hongyi stood up dissatisfiedly and saw that the living room was surrounded by more than a dozen men in black suits, and his face instantly sank.

"Sir, these people broke in, I can't stop them." The servant looked embarrassed.

Jian Hongyi swept across the bodyguards with a drowning look, and the thunder was furious.

"Who are you? Are there any kingly law when you break in so blatantly?"

"I have never had any rules."

Zhu Wenjing's frivolous voice from far to near, with a bit of carelessness.

Jian Hongyi changed his face instantly when he saw him, and he smiled and greeted him.

"Mr. Zhu, what wind blows you? Please sit down."

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and make tea for Zhu Shao?"

The following words are naturally said to the servants.

"Mr. Zhu, I wonder what happened to you suddenly come?"

Zhu Fengjing turned a blind eye to his terrible smile, sat down on the sofa with his hands on the back of the chair, crossing his legs, and interpreting the unruly posture to the fullest.

"Go and invite Jian Yiyi to come down."

Jian Hongyi's smile stiffened for a moment, and continued to laugh with her:

"I'll have someone come to find the little girl."

"Don't bother Mr. Jane, I'll ask my own people to come and invite them in person."

Before Zhu Yanjing could finish his speech, the bodyguard had already strode up the stairs and went to Jian Yiyi's room to pull the person down.

"Ah--Who are you? This is my home, what are you going to do! Let me go! Let me go!" Jian Yiyi's shrill scream came from the room.

It's really not pity for you at all.

The bodyguard grabbed Jian Yiyi's hair and dragged the person downstairs.

"Yiyi!"

Wen Yi heard the sound and ran out of the room. Seeing the scene in the living room, her heart instantly raised.

"Young Master, someone has brought it."

The bodyguard threw Jian Yiyi in front of Zhu Fengjing like he threw garbage.

Jian Yiyi felt pain all over her body. When the pain relieved a little, she raised her head and saw Zhu Fengjing who was smiling in front of her, and a chill rose inexplicably on her back.

"I wish you...My little one..."

Zhu Yanjing's eyes swept over the gauze on her forehead, and suddenly bent down and pinched Jian Yiyi's chin.

Seeing this, Wen Yi immediately walked forward and smiled and smoothed out the situation.

"Mr. Zhu, what are you doing? What do you have to say? My little girl was injured in the morning and could not stand your rude treatment."

Zhu Wenjing raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly smiled unidentifiedly.

"It's quite expensive!"

"I remember that I greeted all the hospitals and family doctors in Yuncheng today. They were not allowed to bandage them. Then..." He said, and his thumb suddenly pressed his thumb against the wound on Jian Yiyi's forehead and crushed it back and forth. "What's going on?"

The pain suddenly swept across his body. Jian Yiyi subconsciously pushed Zhu Fengjing's hand, but was stopped by the bodyguard behind him and could only wail in pain.

"Ah-I wish you no! Ah-I-I hurt you-"

The scabbed wound instantly cracked, and red blood oozed out, quickly dyeing the gauze on the forehead.

Zhu Yanjing did not stop because of this, and increased his strength and continued to crush the wound on Jian Yiyi's forehead until blood flowed down her face.

Jian Hongyi couldn't bear it when she heard Jian Yiyi's heart-wrenching howl and couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Zhu, you have taught me a lesson. She also knows that she is wrong. Can the morning's affairs be turned over?"

Zhu Yanjing stopped his strength after hearing this, wiped the blood from Jian Yiyi's clothes, leaned back to the sofa, raised his head and looked at him with a smile.

"It turns out that Mr. Jian knows what my purpose is here. So why are you pretending to be confused with me just now?

Living in his ex-wife's villa, spending money from his ex-wife's family, but asking his daughter to dig out his ex-wife's tomb. Are you not afraid of knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"
Chapter completed!